My Uncle Hausa Novel By Sholy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Hello there, champ.” Ethan laughed freely, his face glowing. “I want to shop with Uncle!” Emma stopped in her tracks. Her heart began to race—not from jealousy, but from the caution that had become instinct. She approached and placed a hand on Ethan’s shoulder. “Sweetheart,” she said carefully, “we’re shopping with Mommy.” “But Uncle can help pick chocolate,” Ethan said innocently. “Mommy always chooses the bitter ones.” Harry smiled faintly, holding himself back. “I don’t have to—”

I inform him, voice quievering, unable to forget what I just witnessed a few minutes ago. “Wait.” My Uncle In-law commands, I freeze, because for no reason in particular, my heart squeezes at the sound of his voice, he walks over to me, steady, confident like he has nothing to lose, his scrutinizing gaze examines me. “Why are you covered in blood?”

He was my uncle and aside from that, he was a dangerous man. Staying with family should have been nothing but there was something they weren't telling me. The way father's lips had thinned and the final outburst. Nothing about Dante was just nothing. Since sleep had eluded me, I decided to return to my cases. I went to my table and turned on my laptop, pulling my journal closer. My eyes flicked between the screen and my journal. Essays, outlines and case briefs but the words blurred together and formed Dante’s face. I inhaled and tried to focus again. I begged my brain to focus on the familiar black and white of law. Law was supposed to separate good from evil but when it came to a family li

Me: uncle mxo. He turned and look at us more like shocked to see us here. Mom:aww mxolisi uyaphila.? Unclem: yeah I'm good how are you guys. He was scared and shaking lol its the first time I see my uncle trembling. Mom: where are your manners.? Unclem: oh sorry sis this is my woman asanda and baby this is my family my brother's woman and kids. Asanda: heyy. Mom: heyy, Mpilo& amandla: Hello.

“Daddy in heaven.” Giselle smiled faintly, though her eyes glistened. “Good. Keep answering like that, alright?” Gesha nodded. “Yes, Mommy.” The car began driving out of the parking lot. But halfway out, Gesha spoke softly, “Mommy… that Uncle said he has a son, the same age as Gesha.” Giselle gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I see.” “That Uncle looked sad, Mommy,” Gesha continued. “Gesha doesn’t know why.”

,”arrrrgghhh uncle you don’t have to shout like that “ Shouting he’s always shouting he shouts when he watches a football game, shouts when he doesn’t need to be heard But nobody dares to tell him he’s shouting because then he’d shout even more just to show you he hasn’t been shouting since. My uncle is a huge guy well over 6.5” (is this why the ladies love him?) he’s has deep hazel eyes and a manly regal face in other words he’s a brown skinned chuck Norris , it will be a waste of words to describe how toned his muscles are so I won’t go there but Ah! I’ve forgotten how much of a Chef my uncle is, he’s so extra when it comes to the kitchen ( yeah this is definitely why the ladies love him

Her mother sighed, wondered how to start this story that left distaste in one's mouth. "Do you know B.B Bakura?" Their faces changed at the supposedly unrelated question the old lady asked. "Have you no eyes?" She asked harshly in Hausa making the recipients of her words flinch. They had eyes, they just had never put that kind of two and two together. "Can you not see that nose Labeebah is carrying around is a replica of that Kanuri boy B.B Bakura?" Labeebah's aunt blinked over and over like a doll, wondering how her sister ever even entangled herself with the current Vice President.

(who are you looking for), the gateman asked in his Hausa intonation. "Please, am looking for Uncle Richard that's stays here", Rose explained. "You dey find Oga Richard, I dey come to make I call am," (You are asking for my boss Mr. Richard, just a minute, let me call him) the gateman said as he closed the gate and went into the house. A few minutes later he came out with Uncle Richard. "Welcome Rose, how is everything over there? How are your parents? Please come inside", Uncle Richard said as he and the gateman helped her with her bags.

She wrote and I arched my brow confused. I flipped to the another page and what I saw made me wants to cry, it make me angry. Arrhhhg.. Uncle Andrew is behind all this? Oh my goodness! I closed my tears that was threatening to fall when I heard a knock. Who could that be? TBC........ Story by Uche Lawrence 😍

I can’t believe Karlsson would do this, but I guess I wasn’t too surprised the more I thought about his extravagant lifestyle. Probably an hour passed and I was getting lost in my thoughts when the door burst open. Hashem and his uncle came in … and his uncle looked pretty pissed. “My uncle would like a word with you,” Hashem said, nodding to his uncle who began speaking. Hashem translated, “I hope you understand I will never kill you. Noora, she was worthless and ugly, but you, you will give me beautiful, smart babies. You have good child-bearing hips and I will fuck you every single day.